Descending rapidly down the spiral Not quite sure what I have embarked Thoughts don't make any sense at all In the shifting, liquid dark The words my eyes read on the sheet Pull my gaze along the lines Devour facts my comprehension meet In the words, between and behind Pulling my fate along in the book of sand (what does it make to make out this enigma?) Secrets of eternity's at hand (everything here is a reason to fear the book of sand) The paper crackles perfectly as I slowly turn the pages The letters once more greet the light, the first time now in ages A careful, calligraphic handwriting of a magus And I crawl deep into his knowledge's pitch black mines Dig deep and read the breed of the deed! Dust swirl out of reach of my dim candle light Little fragments of ink and paper freed of fearless fright What word were you, my little one why fly into the night? A death, a tear, a philtre or poison flowing in the wine? To read and search so deep inside Behind, beyond, between the lines What wonders are there I shall learn Behind, beyond, between the words? Between the pages like sand... Time has slipped my memory for long I tumble past page fourteen hundred and seven In a reverie out of my control Wrapped in a world of lore and legends Suddenly page six hundred and eleven Flash across my wet and weary eyes The previous page is unfamiliar And there yet another secret hides Pulling my fate along in the book of sand (what does it make to make out this enigma?) Secrets of eternity's at hand (everything here is a reason to fear the book of sand) Dig deep and read the breed of the deed! And I so close the book again, leave the words all rest To ascend before I dive too deep is always for the best Close the tome and the session, at least until the next And let my eyes unwillingly forget the text To read and search so deep inside Behind, beyond, between the lines What wonders are there I shall learn Behind, beyond, between the words? Between the pages like sand Time has slipped my memory for long...